(tom springfield / clive westlake)



The night runs away with the day

The grass that was green is now hay

The world goes around without even a sound

And it looks like the summer is over



The rains tumble down in the sky

Young swallows have learned how to fly

The leaves that were green are no longer so green

And it looks like the summer is over



The sun and the moon take turns in the sky

The days drift on by too soon

The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist

Far away now is june



The birds fly away to the sun

The leaves touch the ground one by one

The breeze hurries by without even goodbye

And it looks like the summer is over



The sun and the moon take turns in the sky

The days drift on by too soon

The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist

Far away now is june



The birds fly away to the sun

The leaves touch the ground one by one

The breeze hurries by without even goodbye

And it looks like the summer is over



And it looks like the summer is over